Bliss n Eso - Nowhere But Up lyrics

[Bliss n Eso - Nowhere But Up lyrics]

We ain't from life in the gutter
So they don't feel our stuff
What you like to be stubborn?
What we ain't real enough?
Cause we white from the suburbs and
We write from a brother's
Raw and uncut emotion
Blazin' a mic in the cupboard
You motherfuckers make me laugh
With that ridiculous shit
Who brings it like Nick-ity-split
As wicked as Bliss
See these ballers see a white boy
Start kiddin' and laugh
But, I'm like Billy Hoyle hustlin'
Sydney for the cash

And you just talkin' loud
You an imposter clown
Where'd you pick your style up?
The fuckin' lost and found?
Gosh it sounds like you washed it down
And sprinkled it with sugar just to get
Your little career off the ground
They can't stand to watch it
Next to us rock it
You look like Randy Watson
With sexual chocolate
(That boy good) Bet you would
Cop this perpetual hot shit
Now you MC's can't blow with
This testicle chop bitch
Two hands on the mic
Straight bustin' this ammo
Crossing the kings is like fucking with Pando
Throwing rocks at our house won't
Crack the glass soldier
We make one hell of a racket
So we smacking back boulders "Hey yo Bliss
You heard what the message board said?"
No, but I will knock you out
With my nuts on your forehead
Take a pic and post it up
When you noticed these three lads
Shit, cos what's words when you
Was served the Bliss teabag

They love and hate me, need me, leave me
But, I can't stay away
I gave you pieces of my heart
And you just threw them away
So now's the time to tell them all
That I just don't give a fuck
No matter what they throw at us
We're going nowhere but up

Okay, this is the moment of truth
Are you a tourist to the art or
Is your home in the booth
See this is my house, I rhyme for the cause
Bend spoons with my crew and
Cut diamonds with thoughts
Then hoon down hills in
Wheel barrows for laughs
I'm Robin Hood on this mic
Splitting arrows in half
And they know brick by brick
I built this house
Cos only shit like this can chill me out
But when I bust my free's I'm
Psychotic when I rock it
When I'm on the streets I
Got narcotics in my pocket

When I bomb the beat bro you cop
It like a dropkick to the face
From the kid in the cockpit gettin' blazed
It's still BEI and you can trust me bro
I still sail the seas in a rusty boat
I'm still heat on this mic
When I bust my flow
I still chill with Jane the
Biggest slut I know
The slave that will serve the king
With a crew this tight like virgin minge
And in a dark world I use
My rhyming as a light bliss N Eso is back
I'm Bruce Almighty on this mic

They love and hate me, need me, leave me
But, I can't stay away
I gave you pieces of my heart
And you just threw them away
So now's the time to tell them all
That I just don't give a fuck
No matter what they throw at us
We're going nowhere but up

You damn straight, motherfuckers
Bliss n Eso still up in this bitch
Growing them flowers in the pavement for all
You blind motherfuckers who
Can't see colours!

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